It’s time for this craft blog to morph into an everything blog. I do so many more things than just crafting, and, I need the practice writing. Since I have only one or two readers, I don’t have to worry about offending anyone. I still insist on abiding by my no picture no post rule.
So, we got a kitten. It has been on the agenda since our last unsuccessful adoption a few years ago. We got a cat for Q at the animal shelter in Tacoma. We had gone in for a kitten but after telling the volunteer about our dogs, she basically strong armed us into getting a grown up cat. When we brought her home, our worst fears were realized, she would have none of it and promptly moved out of the house. After hanging around on the sidewalk for a few weeks, one of our neighbors took her in and that was that. Q has never forgiven us for it.
This summer, we started considering trying again, but our littlest monster was far to aggressive with the dogs so we set the goal of getting one for Christmas. It wasn’t looking too good until the other night when we observed him at an aunts house around her cat. I realized that cats can take care of their personal space much better than dogs can. It will only take a few swats from a paw to convince him to be extra nice.
During a particularly productive Sunday we decided to make a stop at the animal shelter and see if there were any kittens. We got a lecture, again, about the benefits of adult cats, but managed to escape intact and found ourselves a perfectly well rounded little one. She is totally curious, playful and cuddly. She purrs like a buzz-saw. I am completely in love! Penny hasn’t met her yet, but I think that they will get along swimmingly. Hopefully I will be able to post a picture of them cuddling soon.

Three hours after being spayed!

Oh, and the name. We were in the car after picking her out, trying to come up with a name. Q suggested Battlestar Galactica, which immediately lead to Starbuck. My absolute favorite female character of all time. The kids were pissed and keep calling her Tracey. I am sticking with my insistence that since I am the mom, I get to name the dependents.
xo,
H
December 21st, 2010 | Category: Uncategorized | Leave a comment